Authors-Notes:
You’ll think many things in this firstpart I think.
But do not take anything for what it isyet. I have
not written it <g> Take everything that ismentioned
into account before you think….if he’s gonnabe like this
the whole story I’m not gonna read it.

Lets see, anything
else? Nope…

Hmmm...dedicated
to Lana. A good friend.

“Dinner, Harry?”
No answer.

“Holodeck Harry?”
No response.

“Bed-Time Harry?”
Not even listening.

It had now
been just two days since Harry haddiscovered
and brought back a mysterious artifact fromthe planet’s
surface.

Tom felt miserable
Alone, empty and meaningless. Hehated how
Harry could do this to him, by simply havingother interests.
But he could, and, *Tom sighed* hewas.

Sitting down
opposite Harry, he looked to see what hislover was
doing and was not surprised to see himworking on
the artefact that had been recovered fromthe planets
surface.

Tom studied
Harry’s face, which could only be seen,and described
as, as 'perfect'. The chiselledcheekbones,
looking as though they were dreamed intocreation,
not born. His obsidian eyes that couldpierce into
your soul were set off further by histhick, luscious
jet-black hair.

Then, before
he realised he was doing it Tom’s minddrifted away
from the silent cold room, of hisquarters,
to just a week back. When 'said' coldquarters were
far from cold. Filled with pent-up lust,passion, desire
and love.

---Dream Sequence---

That night
Harry had been impatient. Pulling Tom fromSandrines
infront of B’Elanna, Chakotay and even theCaptain. Boy
was this gonna be fun in the morning. Butwho else knew
was wiped from his mind when, as soon asthey exited
sandrines Harry immediately opened Tom’smouth and
thrust his hot, needing tongue inside.

Whilst stumbling
down the corridoor Harry’s handsgrabbed and
groped all over Tom’s back, then slidlower, caressing
Tom’s firm, smooth arse.

Still firmly
stuck to Tom’s face, Harry began pullingand ripping
at Tom’s uniform desperate to tear it fromthe flesh
he so badly wanted to taste.

Neither knew
how it happened, but they ended up insidethere quarters
almost totally naked. Tom stood infront of Harry
panting. His lips swollen and cheeksflushed. His
pupils were dilated and an obvioushardness stuck
out through Tom’s cotton-white briefs.

“Harry!” Tom
whimpered, standing in front of hislover, desperate
for the strong, possessive touch,which he craved
and only Harry could satisfy.

That one word.

His name been
spoken through Tom’s still delightfully,bitten into
lips, set Harry’s fire into a raginginferno.

Harry tore
away Tom’s shorts with a vicious flash ofmovement.
Pointing down towards his swollen and angrylooking cock,
showing what he wanted, and needed. Tomnodded, falling
to his knees.

He almost bubbled
with pleasure as he was finallygoing down
once more on Harry’s sweet cock. Movingback to the
head and sucking hard, whilst his handslowly pulled
back and fourth on the rest of thetender flesh
which he had been given.

“Oh yeah, baby.
That’s it Tommmieeeee, you’re soogood. Take
everything, it’s yours!” Harry screamed asTom went down
on him fully, almost gagging at thefullness inside
of his wet and willing mouth.

//Oh no// Tom
suddenly thought, his daydream endingquickly. Sitting
back on the sofa he came, for thefirst time
all week. His tight briefs soaking as Tomcame, and
came.

“Tom! What
the hell are you doing. Christ Tom!” Harryyelled. “You
don’t have sex for a few days and youfucking come
without even touching yourself?”

Tom was embarrassed.
Despite his playboy personae hewas not confident,
and embarrassed easily. So underHarry’s fierce
scrutiny his face was ablaze.

“I, I-I’m sorry,
Har.” Tom tried to reach over andtouch Harry.
Have some kind of contact so he knew howmad Harry
was but Harry leaned back, then stood upwalking away
from Tom, towards the door.

“You disgust
me you pervert. Thinking of the littleslut, B’Elanna
were you, huh Tommy boy? Would she giveit to you
good? Or maybe it was Chakotay this time. Iknow you like
him. All perfectly smooth, chiselledchest, large
dark nipples, huge uncut cock.” Harrypaused when
he thought Tom blushed further.

“Oh yes, Tom.
I know you’ve stared at him in the gym.I know you
want the big guy.” Harry continued with hisverbalisations,
watching with glee and anger as Tomonce again
got aroused.“Oh look at
yourself, you disgusting little fuck!”Harry said
nothing more, but turned and walked away.

Tom didn’t
bother to change. He simply slid down intothe couch
and curled in on himself. Scolding tearspouring from
his now puffy, red eyes.